Me: I'm damn tired so this note will be shhooooort.

Tadase: READ AND REVIEW!

Itachi: Miyumi does not own Shugo Chara.

Ikuto: No shit.

Me: I'm an ADULTTTTT! So I threw it on the ground!

She ran until she could run no more, and even then, she could not escape his love. When she ran to the sea, he was there on his boat with that beautiful smirk plastered on his face. When she ran to the stars, he was there on the moon, a mysterious sparkle in those deep blue orbs of his. She ran until she could run no more, all the way to the end of the universe, where he cornered her.

She was cornered by him once again. Goddamnit.

"Go away Ikuto!"

Amu flinched away from the passion in the werewulf's eyes. He licked his lips and slowly advanced toward Amu, who closed her eyes and cowered away in the corner. "Amu chan," he whispered darkly as his fingers lightly brushed over her pale skin. Amu shivered in delight as his fingers ghosted over her feathered black wings. Ikuto could feel a hunger tear at his belly, but he knew no food could satisfy his appetite. He only needed Amu, for she was a feast in his eyes.

"Amu, you ran for so long, but I finally caught you," he hissed in her ear as he nibbled gently on her lobe. Amu gasped and clenched her teeth together in a desperate attempt to conceal the passion swirling within her. She could not fall apart here, or he would always have her.

"Stop it, Ikuto," she squeaked pitifully as Ikuto licked the base of her neck, right over her pulse. He slowly trailed his tongue up the side of her neck, nipping randomly to leave tiny bruises, AKA hickeys on her neck, as if a way to show that he owned her. His hands trailed down her body, pinching skin along the way, until his long soft hands reached her chest. With a tug, her shirt was ripped in half. Ikuto ravished her smooth and pale mounds with his hands, pinching the nubs until they were red and swollen from the attention they had received.

"Mine," he hissed as he latched his mouth into her nipple and gently nipped down in the skin. She was his. It was how Fate intended it to be. She was his mate.

"Ikuto," she moaned as she arched into his touches and kisses. "Stop."

But he kept on touching her and kissing her. Because he knew that's what she really wanted. To be touched and kissed and loved all over.

So damnit, he was going to love this angel until he could love no more.

Me: Yes, it was short. Deal with it.

Itachi: Read.

Tadase: AND.

Ikuto: Review. *yawn*

Kukai: Or I will gut you like a fish. :)

Me: No threatening my readers, KUKAI!